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"That's great." Li Aiguo took a step forward confidently. "This is not only beautiful but also appetizing. Tomorrow morning, we will serve it and cook it for consumption."

He turned his eyes to the dumplings that looked like small steamed buns. "I'd like to try these special and delicious dumplings."

"I think it would be better to steam them in a bamboo basket."

"What a bad guy, always causing so much trouble!"

She unconsciously prepared to raise her small fist to teach a lesson to the seemingly ungrateful and rough man in front of her.

But when her eyes fell on Aunt Liu, who was wearing simple clothes and had a strange smile on her face, her hand froze and she quickly retracted the action.

Adjusting her collar, she pretended to be a gentle and submissive woman.

Aunt Liu sensed the distinct personality of the modern young generation and stood leaning slightly against the table: "It's getting late, I should go back and take care of my children."

"It's pitch black outside. Let me take you there." Li Aiguo put down the uncooked dumplings and personally took his old mother into the room.

Just as he was about to leave, Aunt Liu suddenly called out, "Xiao Li, wait a minute." Then, she took out a scroll from the inner room and handed it to Li Aiguo, saying, "When you get home, hang this scroll on the head of the bed."

After expressing his gratitude, Li Aiguo took the scroll and returned to his room.

By this time, Xueru had packed up all the dumplings and cleaned the room.

Seeing him coming in with a scroll in his hand, I couldn't help but ask curiously, "What portrait is this?"

As he answered, Li Aiguo picked up a piece of cloth and wiped the dust off the table, then carefully unfolded the scroll.

The scroll is titled "Avalokitesvara Delivering a Child". The goddess in the painting is shown as a mature aristocratic woman, holding a lovely child in her arms.

The child's whole body is surrounded and decorated with jewel beads, and he is holding a big wallet in his hand to show full blessings and auspiciousness.

Judging from the artistic style of the picture, it should be imitating a work from the Ming Dynasty.

Looking at the screen, Xueru's cheeks flushed, and Aunt Liu's thoughts were obvious.

Aiguo turned around and walked into the inner room, brought in a chair, and hung the "Avalokitesvara Delivering a Child" on the opposite wall.

He turned and looked at Xueru, "Dear, according to our agreement, tonight should be the night for you to spend a romantic night."

Thinking of what happened during the day, the little girl was filled with anxiety and anticipation. Then she bit her lips lightly and pushed her lover out of the room with all her strength. "Wait a moment before entering again."

After hearing the rustling of clothes and noise coming from the room, Aiguo fastened the bolt on the door, lit a cigarette and enjoyed it slowly, feeling quite comfortable.

After a while, the sound of a door opening broke the silence. Xueru changed into a silver-white cheongsam. Her figure looked vague and mysterious in the dim light. She looked like a beautiful goddess in the drizzle of Jiangnan. Her unique charm moved everyone.

Looking at the completely new woman in front of him, Li Aiguo was speechless for a moment: "What colors of new cheongsams are you preparing? Are you making so many at once?"

Seeing that the old man who used to be slick and rough has now become stupid and silly, Xueru smiled and secretly delighted: "I have a set of each color. If you want to experience it, I will change it and show it to you immediately." Isn't this a "cheongsam exhibition"?

Aiguo then entered the room, swaggered onto the earthen kang, and made a "huffing" sound. "Okay, now we can officially start."

At dawn, the morning light fills the courtyard.

The birds were singing happily under the eaves of the roof, seemingly competing for position or continuing a previous conversation. Aiguo was awakened by the birds' singing.

After waking up, I lay on my side on the bed and looked at the "Avalokitesvara Delivering a Child" on the wall, and I couldn't help but ponder. In theory, as a Buddhist saint, Avalokitesvara should stay away from worldly desires and emotions.

Thinking about what happened late last night, ** felt a deep and endless sense of guilt.

He lowered his head to examine the woman nestled in his arms.

The porcelain-white and delicate skin glowed softly in the morning light. The long eyelashes trembled occasionally, and the thin, tender and rosy lips seemed to contain a secret in the smile, while the two snow-white arms were tightly wrapped around his chest, hugging each other tightly, like a chain of fate that could not be broken.

** Hesitated for a moment.

"Who can enter this gate without entering the cycle of reincarnation?"

He said this and turned over, ready to act.

How much time has passed in the unknown flow of time.

As the morning breeze blew, Chen Yulu's mouth corners slightly lifted, her breathing became a little rapid, and her skin was stained with a light pink.

After a few minutes of breathing and adjusting, she finally recovered. She looked up to meet his eyes, and tiredly but firmly ran her slender hand along the thick stubble on his face.

“What time is it now?”

** Glancing at the alarm clock screen on the bedside, he said:

"Just past nine-fifteen."

"Oh, it's five past nine. Oh no, this is bad!"

Chen Yulu sat up suddenly like a child who had encountered an intractable problem and suddenly woke up, and hurriedly searched around. She had already damaged several of the cheongsams she wore last night due to her own impulsiveness.

Helplessly, she found a floral shirt from her closet and paired it with a pair of black casual pants, facing this new day with the most impatient look.

Seeing Chen Yulu in such a panic, ** was a little surprised:

"We don't have anything to do today, right?"

"I know, but my aunt said that a bride can't be lazy on the first day after her wedding, otherwise she will be laughed at by the neighbors as a lazy wife."

** I burst out laughing after hearing this.

His memories of the so-called "auntie" were not pleasant, but he understood and approved of the traditional ideas she upheld.

Not all traditions are stale; we should cherish and pass on these positive customs.

Thinking that I still have to help He Yuqing solve the real estate problem today.

Despite this, ** never allowed himself to be lazy and procrastinate for too long.

After lying down and relaxing for a while, he stood up.

When he finished taking care of himself, Chen Yulu had already prepared breakfast - millet porridge with freshly baked golden buns, and a plate of green stir-fried vegetables on the side. It was simple but delicious, just like the simple expectation for a new life.

After a warm morning meal.

** took out the design plan that had been stored for more than half a month from the bookcase and devoted herself to it. Chen Yulu, who was busy cleaning up yesterday's leftovers, was also busy: she carefully collected the torn and damaged cheongsams. Although she felt reluctant, in her hands, they became tools for reconstruction and repair - the tailor's craftsmanship was extraordinary. With just one stitch, the fabrics scratched by time and ** became as smooth and bright as new again, shining brightly. The mattress and a white handkerchief needed to be cleaned to ensure that every inch of skin touched was clean and comfortable.

"That rugged man may have left his mark on that piece of cloth." While having this inner monologue, ** cherishes every moment of detail even more.

Chen Xueru blushed, quickly took back her handkerchief, stuffed it into the bottom of the suitcase, and then busied herself with washing clothes.

There are water pipes in the hut where they live, so there is water available, but the space is small and washing clothes is very difficult.

Chen Xueru came to a pool in the middle of the courtyard with an enamel bowl. At this time, Qin Huairu was squatting to wash the family's dirty clothes, and the clothes of Jia Dongxu and Jia Zhang were soaked in the bucket.

When Qin Huairu saw Chen Xueru walking towards her dressed like a gentle housewife, her expression quickly dimmed.

When Qin Huairu found out that she was washing clothes with cotton lining, her expression suddenly changed. She quickly turned her face away, not daring to look at them any longer.

Chen Xueru immediately realized that something was wrong. She quickly took a piece of soap and rubbed it on the cotton lining, kneading it hard.

On the other side. After more than an hour of work, a lot of content was added to the design drawings of the electric inclined car. Aiguo looked at his tired body and was about to leave. At this time, a gentle greeting sounded outside the door. "Is my brother at home?" Nan Fangyi asked softly.

"Here!" Li Aiguo responded and went out.

When he walked out of the room, he saw that it was Nan Fang Yi who came to visit him. He smiled and responded: "What's your urgent matter?"

"I have no choice but to stay in the workers' dormitory. Those guys snore as loudly as thunder. I have to find a new place to live."

Nan Fang Yi gave an awkward smile with bags under his eyes.

"Is the money ready?"

"It's done," Nan Fangyi said, suddenly lowering his voice. "Thank you for your help and for introducing the junk shop. I sold two old things. The price offered by the seller was very reasonable."

"That's true."

Li Aiguo nodded, neither confirming nor denying it, thinking about the specific circumstances behind this matter.

He brought Song Ming to Aunt Li's house and called out her daughter Li Xiaohua.

The little girl seemed happy and surprised when she learned that Song Ming had collected all the dowry.

Since private sales of houses were prohibited during this era and the formal handover of real estate could not be carried out in accordance with regulations, the presence of many witnesses was required for every house transaction.

So Mr. Li came over and called Liu Dabao, Zhang Fuqiang and several elderly people in the courtyard to listen.

The old man Yi Chengshan, who was originally angry because Song Ming broke his promise, rushed to the scene immediately after receiving the news.

Mr. Li carefully wrote a house ownership transfer contract, and Li Xiaohua and Song Ming signed and sealed the contract.

Then several witnesses left their fingerprints on the contract, and from then on, the house officially belonged to Song Ming.

After cleaning his hands, Lao Yi extended his hand to Song Ming and said hello: "Comrade Song Ming, welcome to become a member of our steel factory compound. Please take care of me. If you have any troubles, just mention it to me."

Song Ming felt a little puzzled by Lao Yi's warm greeting. Nevertheless, he smiled and clapped his hands.